Siddharth’s POV
The moment I left her all alone, I was so heartbroken.
I came inside my bedroom wanted to shout, wanted to take out my anger. But how?
After like one hour I came into the living room found her sleeping soundly on the couch. I can see tear stains near her eyes. She must have cried the whole time.
I can’t be here with her right now. I need to freshen up my mind. I need to cool down my nerves. I need to get out of here.
I was aware of the fact that I'm leaving my love behind but the troubled situation between us get the best out of me.
May be after few days away from her I’ll be able to gather myself. My scattered self.
I tried from head to toe, to make her fall for me but she never did. She can’t love me back. So leave it!
Just live your life the way it is. You love her only this much is enough. Don’t expect her to love you back. Your love should be enough for both of you- my heart reminded me.
Just don’t expect anything from now on. Let her do what she wishes. Because you can’t even hurt her and can’t see her in pain also.
I left the house and roam around the society the whole night like a lost puppy, thinking about the only woman who got me head over heels for her. I settled down on a bench in the park and started to think.
I didn't realise when dawn came and it's about time for the sun to spread its light.
Early in morning around 4 a.m. I called my P.A to book a ticket for me to Mumbai as early as possible.I don’t care who I’m bothering and what time is it, because all I could think about is, is her. And my pain.
During the whole time in flight I was thinking about her. How her face was strained with tears when I left her. How sad she was when I was shouting on her. She was sacred and the most fucked up thing was, she was scared of me.
But what to do? There was no other fucking way!
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.And now here I’m sitting in my Mumbai office.
My P.A informed me that Anusha called her. She was asking about me, but she didn’t called me.
It’s okay Siddharth. Just relax!
She needs to relax and calm down her anger.
She was really hurt when you left her and now she must be angry, you left her without even any god damn message.
Fuming in rage I passed three days here without her, but nothing got in my head about us, the only thing I'm able to collect is, I shouldn't expect love from her now, only my love is enough for both of us. This is the only way to work this out between us, but my brain this time told me otherwise.
“Sir your ticket is booked and your flight is at 3p.m.” Shashwat’s voice bringing me out of my thoughts.
“OK” I replied to my manager in Mumbai.
He was about to leave when I called his name, “Shashwat!”
He got startled due to my abruptness. “Y-yes sir?”
“ Call my driver, I’m leaving!” I announced
“But you have a meeting in 15 minutes and it’s just 10 in morning” he replied looking at his wrist watch.
“Don’t tell me what to do? And you know how to handle the meeting” I said with curt words.
“Sir” he assured me nodding without meeting my eye and left the room.
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He Felt Like A Storm ||Wattys2018 ||Wattys2019
RomanceThe story is of two individuals Siddharth Khanna and Anusha Singh. Both were gems to their parents, both spoiled, both stubborn, friends adored them and siblings love them. Like something very unexpected happens whenever you were least expecting i...